Advent Of A Gunslinger

(Warning: There are references to castration in this chapter.)

About two hours later…

Axel would come to, and slowly open his eyes. The first thing that he realized was that all of his gear was missing. He was exposed from claw to hoof, and helplessly bound by chains whilst on all fours.

The room was dimly lit, and appeared to be something akin to an old barn where cattle were beaten within an inch of their lives. Blood stains along the walls and what looked like stables were shattered to pieces. A few meters away from him, he could see two individuals.

Gatto and Kora. The former had quite the smug expression on his face while the latter stood with her head down, unable to look the hippogriff in the eye.

“You…” Axel snarled under his breath, and did what he could to swing or fly to get free. But the chains were too tight. “You bastards! When I get outta here, I’m gonna!”

“No use trying to get free, bud,” Gatto taunted the helpless stallion, “You’d best accept where you are now. It’ll all be over soon.”

“Coward!” Axel screamed back, “Come down here and fight me. Or are you just too much of a pussy to do so?!”

Gatto would ignore that comment in favor of more verbal lashes. “Big talk coming from a guy who fell for a rather obvious card trick. Mio’s special chemical worked like a charm and got you right where he wanted you.”

Axel thought back to the moments in which he was still conscious. That’s when he started to recollect the fact that he had been knocked out as soon as he went to the restroom. Because he was struck in a blind spot, he wasn’t able to react in time. “Sunuva cotton-pickin’ bitch…”

“So now what?” he asked, “You gonna kill me or somethin’?”

“Nah,” Gatto replied, “That’d be way too simple.” With a snap of his fingers, two more Abyssinians bound the hippogriff in chains, and dragged him into another room. “This way, Kora. You’re gonna love what happens next.”

The she-cat didn’t vocalize her opinion out of fear. Instead, she simply followed the tom with her head hung low and her glasses shielding the expression behind her eyes to keep her emotions from being noticed.

There was no way Axel could escape the chains, so he would have to endure being dragged to...wherever these catfolk were taking him. The wooden floors and walls were soon exchanged for solid stone as they transported him to an even larger room. “...You don’t scare me,” he said, “None’uh ya’ll do. Mark my words--once I get free, I’m gunna rip those tails off ya, and hang yer necks with ‘em! I saw whatcha did to that lady cat!”

“Did you now?” Gatto casually glanced at his clawtips for a second. “I was wondering why I felt a sense of being watched. Maxine is under our control, so what you say has no bearing on the current situation.”

With each step she took, Kora started to visibly shake more and more. Her steps became heavier, and less graceful. She started to repeatedly unsheathe, and sheathe her claws back and forth. It was painfully clear that she wanted to find out the truth of what had been done to her sister, but knew that she was in no power to do so.

Axel noticed this, but decided not to comment. If he did, he would essentially expose her to all of her dominant superiors that would likely punish her for not going along with what was being done to him.

Instead, he focused his attention upon himself. Soon enough, he was hooked up to another set of chains. This time, however, he was hanging from the ceiling and still unable to get free. He took a look around, and noticed…

That he was in the middle of an enslavement camp.

Rows upon rows of cages lined the walls. All filled with ponies who had their wings or horns removed by force. As for the earth ponies, they had bandages across their bodies, which indicated the loss of internal organs.

This was the epicenter of the Klugetown Slave Trade. But unfortunately, there was no sign of Axel’s family anywhere.

Needless to say, Axel was stunned into silence. To see this many ponies suffer the same fate as his family first-hoof. His sense of hope had been shattered, but he couldn’t remain silent. “...Disgustin’ pieces of...ain’t no words out there to describe the type’a hell I wish upon all ya’ll. No, check that….I’ll send all ya’ll there myself with my bare claws if I hafta...”

“Save it,” Gatto commented with an annoyed roll of his eyes. “You’re essentially the last active Remington. We can’t just toss you aside like trash.”

Axel’s heart skipped a beat as he let out a breathless gasp. “...! My folks...they…?”

“Shit if I know,” the tom responded with an uninterested shrug. “That info’s way above my pay grade. Not like it matters anyway since you’ll be losing all of that pesky testosterone.”

“WHAT?!”

Even Kora had to speak up. “Excuse me? Just what do you intend to do to this stallion?”

Gatto would continue to make his point in a neutral manner as if none of it fazed him. “For the ones we don’t intend to sell, we castrate and put them to work. Once they lose their testicles, male ponies become easier to deal with since they lose their testosterone.”

“But...but that’s--” Kora would sputter to try and get her point across.

“Shh,” Gatto silenced her with a finger against her lips. “It’s not that crazy. Why, just take a look over here to your left.”

As he stated, to the left they would be able to see another stallion who had just finished being worked on by a stoic nurse she-cat. She had completed the procedure, and had gathered the extracted reproductive organs and put them away. Once the stallion had been properly bandaged, he lost all of the will he had to fight back, and willingly limped over to a cage to be locked up. She cleaned her face with a moist towel afterwards.

Gatto had a clipboard in his hands. “Ah, we have an opening as a hay bale mover. Perfect for someone like him. Plus, we can sell those testes for loads of money.” He glared at Axel. “And this way, dear Axel, we can slowly creep towards becoming all-powerful leaders of the underworld. Equestria is so darn loco that they don’t even realize that they’re supplying us with everything we need.”

Kora balled her paw into a fist…

And Axel let out a disgusted grumble. “Ghgh...take anythin’ you want from me. It won’t change a damn thing. I’m still gonna make sure ya’ll pay for whatcha did to me--to us. And once I expose ya to the world, ya’ll really gonna suffer. You know there’s more than one way to skin a--”

“Ugh! Not that lousy turn of phrase again,” Gatto groaned, “It’s best you accept your fate now so that we can get back to what we’re doing. Who knows? Maybe you’ll even be making weapons for us instead.”

“Now that’s a good’un,” Axel retorted dryly, “As if I’d ever tell ya my pa’s secrets.”

“Well, once you lose your balls, you’ll have no choice. That defiance has gotta go somewhere. Sorry, ‘Eastwood’ but your time is up.” He turned to Kora, “Now watch closely as she gets ready to perform the procedure. If you want, we’ll be able to move you up to this position.”

The martial artist of a she-cat had started to twitch uncontrollably. Her snout bobbed left and right, and her paws opened wide, then shut closed into fists automatically.

Gatto brushed off the behavior as no threat. “As if she’d try anything. She knows that her sister is on the line.”

The Abyssinian nurse approached Axel. A fairly curvy orange and black-striped she-cat with a large bust that bounced with each step she took. Her nurse uniform looked about ready to explode from the pressure of her breasts. Despite the outwardly provocative nature of her appearance, it served a rather important purpose.

Axel did his best to avoid eye contact, though. He figured that if he didn’t look, then he wouldn’t suffer from arousal.

Unfortunately, that’s where he was wrong.

Noting how he refused eye contact, the nurse would forcefully grab his hind-legs and pull his crotch region against her breasts. She rubbed up and down--her breasts forced his penis to rise against his will.

“Ngh...ghhh…” Axel grit his teeth. There was no way he could fight it off. The blood rushed to his shaft which eventually resulted in a half-mast erection.

“Rrrrrrr….” The cat nurse would purr, but her expression did not change. She stared up at the hippogriff with cold, uncaring eyes and a neutral frown that shot down into his soul.

Axel desperately tried to kick his hooves, but it was absolutely no use. The blood that rushed to his penis prevented him from moving any of his limbs properly. “Gah…!” “Shit, shit, shit!!”

All the while, Gatto happily observed the situation, and nudged Kora with his elbow. “See? Once he gets aroused, she’s gotta test to make sure he’s functioning well enough to transition into being a workhorse. Then...well, I already explained the rest, didn’t I?”

Kora started to huff more and more. Her chest rose and fell at a rapid pace…

The procedure was far from over. The nurse would then expose her breasts completely. A large, furry pair with erect nipples.

“...!” As soon as Axel saw the cat’s mammaries, he growled out of distaste for such a tactic. He was attracted to them, and he knew it. But he ultimately couldn’t help it. His shaft was now actively throbbing, and his balls were swollen.

With a pair of surgical gloves on, the nurse grasped and felt his genitals all over. The shaft, and of course the testes. Her thumbs gently rubbed over each one to gauge what he was capable of. “Sir,” she turned to Gatto, her voice devoid of any semblance of emotion, “This stallion possesses an extreme buildup. I will need to extract his semen first before I can continue.”

“Go right ahead,” the tom replied.

“Rrrrrgh…!” Axel seethed further, and glared daggers at the well-dressed Abyssinian. But his focus was stolen as he felt the she-cat stroke his penis with her gloved paws. “AH!”

His shaft was above average size for a hippogriff or pony--long and girthy. But due to how much thinner her body was, the nurse would have to put in extra effort to make her extraction work.

Long, delicate strokes were in order. From the tip of his penis all the way down to its base. Then she took things further. She enveloped her bare breasts around the penis, and gently rubbed up and down. The softness of her cleavage combined with her purring made for a delicately vibrating sensation that Axel couldn’t hold back against.

“Dammit...damn youuuu!”

And to finish him off, the cat nurse pushed her paws against the outside of her breasts, squeezing his penis harder and harder. Then, she would send him over the edge with one final action: A slow lick from her rough tongue all the way from where his shaft poked out from between her breasts to the tip of the penis.

“AH!”

Unable to resist any longer, Axel came quickly. Long trails of semen flew from his tip and onto the floor behind the nurse. The rest would land on the nurse’s face and her breasts. And yet, her expression still did not change. She simply wiped the semen off of her body, and took a look at his testes.

“Still a bit swollen,” she droned in a monotone, “But I can extract them now.” From a nearby table, she would grab a scalpel and a syringe…